Chapter 235 – Sensitive
"You'll say it," he murmured, his voice dipping into that lazy, velvet tone that made her skin feel warmer. "And when you do… that's when we'll have our fun."
The word "fun" dripped with promise, and Pride—damn her—felt her pulse quicken.
She didn't give him the satisfaction of saying it just yet.
But she didn't stop his hand when it dipped lower, either.
Her hips shifted—not much, but enough to let him know she wasn't resisting.
Lux's fingers trailed deliberately over the soft, bare skin just above her thigh, the warmth of his palm sinking into her like heat from the fire. Her breath came slower now, deeper.
Then he moved.
Not rushed. Not greedy. Lux Vaelthorn never rushed. He dropped his pants completely. Her gaze—oh, she didn't even try to hide it—dropped the moment the fabric parted.
And there he was.
Thick. Hard. The kind of arousal that spoke less of desperation and more of intent—heat pulsing under skin.
She could see it clearly now.
